First part of a Two-part story. Please be patient, the next chapter won't come quick. Thank you all very much for reading!

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As of today, I, Eren Jaeger, have been living a life with Corporal Levi Rivaille by my side for seven months. I awoke this morning, curled up to my "master's" (he likes it when I call him that sometimes, but it's usually too embarrassing for me to say it) side as usual, and as I slowly looked upwards in my sleepy haze, I saw Levi- his hair slightly disheveled and his dark silver tinted eyes half-lidded- gazing down at me in almost a kind of tender way.

".. Good morning.." I muttered, my voice somewhat groggy and deeper than usual. Levi didn't reply, though. Not like I expected him to, anyways. "How was your sleep?" I decided to politely ask. The older man sighed quietly after a few moments of silence and sat up, the white sheets slipping down his torso and pooling around his hips. Levi took his sweet time to stretch out his tired muscles and wring out his neck of any sleeping kinks. I couldn't help but stare; that man before me was beautiful.

"It was fine." He replied cooly. Levi slowly got out of the bed and stood; a grunt arose from his throat as he did so, as it seemed that both of his knees cracked and popped. Clad in only his dark blue sleeping trousers, Levi began to make his way to the, which I could only have assumed at the time, bathroom. Just as he opened his bedroom door and stepped through the doorframe, I sat up. An immediate ache arose to my neck, and I carefully caressed the aching spot.

Then I remembered.

'Ah, yes. This is the Corporal's fault. Him and his damn weird collar fetish. Dragging me outside at night, tugging on the chain. He even makes me wear it to bed sometimes! And that hurts, not to mention it's extremely uncomfortable!'

"Did you not hear me, you damn brat?" An impatient voice that belonged to, who else but the Corporal, interrupted my ranting thoughts.

"A-Ah, sorry, Corporal! What was that?" I stuttered, finding myself once again embarrassed that I had not done what Levi expected me to: listen. Deep down, I honestly hoped that he wasn't ashamed to be around me or not to grimace at my name if brought up in conversation. The Corporal became a very special person to me, fairly quickly. I looked up to him as a child, always finding a way to compare myself to him. And now, even as I'm in my teen years, I tend to catch myself thinking, "would the Corporal have done the same?" or "I wonder if the Corporal has done this better than me..."

Levi scoffed under his breath and narrowed his eyes slightly in annoyance.

"Shitty brat.. I said: are you gonna join me in the shower or what?" He repeated himself, impatience clear in his tone of voice. My face lit up a little, the Corporal having only allowed me join in the shower with him once before.

"Of.. Of course, sir! I'm sorry that I didn't listen the first time.." I muttered the last part under my breath as I flicked the sheets off of my body and stood. My dark red boxer briefs sagged slightly around my hips as I stood up, but seeing as I was going to be taking them off in a few minutes anyways, I knew that there would be no point in fixing them.

Levi lead me to the bathroom which was just down the hall. I was eager for this to happen, to say the least. We both entered the not-too-small bathing room and I shut the door behind myself. As I turned away from the door to strip, I saw the Corporal already beginning to run the shower and test out how warm or cool he wanted the temperature to be. Smiling lightly, I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of my sleeping briefs and allowed gravity to take over. The small piece of red clothing quickly pooled around my pale ankles and I stepped out of them. I looked back up to see that Levi had done the same and was now stepping into the shower. I joined him a few moments later and slid the shower curtain to a close. Since Levi had been the first to enter the shower and I had been the second, Levi was pushed to the back and I was directly under the warm spray of water. Feeling a little guilty of having my Corporal not feel the soothing water run all down his body, 'no bad thoughts, Eren. No bad thoughts, Eren.' I smiled a little shyly and stepped to the side as much as the shower could allow, and cleared my throat.

"A-Ahm.. Would you like to use the water? I.. I-I mean, do you want to stand under the.. Under the water? I could wash you or something, if you want. Bu-But, I don't have to- it was just a suggestion." I suddenly got very embarrassed, speaking to the naked Corporal. I could feel my eyes raking over his scarred, pale skin. Such lust I felt for the Corporal, I did. The very corners of Levi's lips twitched up into a smirk and he nodded before taking a step closer to me. I swallowed hard, the noise echoing around the linoleum space.

I didn't expect for the Corporal to raise his hand and grasp the back of my head. My eyes widened a considerable amount. I slowly felt Levi's fingers tangle in my damp hair, and suddenly he clenched his fingers into a fist and yanked my head down, almost to his level. I nearly shut my eyes, since I had thought he was going to collide his head with mine. But no, it hadn't been that at all. His dark eyes had some sort of odd gleam to them, which made me curious yet nervous at the same time. I could see through my peripheral vision, that Levi's smirk had become wider. Now I was even more curious and even more nervous. I forced back that warm feeling that was beginning to arise all over my body.

".. You're a good pet, aren't you? .. I have trained you in the right ways, and look how you've turned out.. I no longer need to tell you what to do around the house, you simply do it. Such a good pet you've become, Eren." Levi drawled on a soft yet deep tone. By this point, I was struggling with keeping my body temperature from rising even more. He was eyeing my face suspiciously, and I couldn't help but feel my breath become a little ragged.

"Th.. Thank you, Corporal.." I whispered back, my reply barely audible since the running water continued on. Levi tighted his grip on my hair slightly and forced me a little closer to him.

"Ah, ah, ah. That's not what you call me, Eren." He growled lowly at me in reply, his face nearing mine dangerously. I was nervous, extremely nervous in fact, to call him the name that he demanded.

"... T-Thank y.. you," I had to swallow my pride and call him by his ordered name. "master.." Hearing me say this and apparently becoming satisfied, Levi released a warm breath, the air from his mouth lightly caressing my lips.

"Haah.. Good boy."

Unconciously, I leant down closer and closer to the Corporal's level and my lips had to be at least a few centimetres away from his. Yet, before I could have acted, Levi quickly released my hair and shoved my chest, not so lightly may I add, with his other hand.

"Now wash yourself. You're filthy." He muttered. I surmised that his tone was supposed to be filled with disgust towards me, but I could tell, after having to be around him Twenty-Four-Seven and identifying his tones of voice, that it was the Corporal's "playful" tone. He was terrible at it, and I wanted to tell him that, but it's none of a pet's business for what his master does.